Category Archives: Life on the journey
On creativity.
It was the last section I looked at in the bookshop, having been told to shhhhh my overly loud cynical comments about the vast throes of Joyce Meyer books on offer I mooched around and tried not to get too … Continue reading
Starfish
I’m sure that you will have heard the story of the man on the beach which was covered in starfish, he starts throwing them back into the sea and an observer of this strange phenomena asks him why he’s doing … Continue reading
Tunnel Vision
24 or so years ago as a school girl I went to see some of the work my Dad was doing. I was taken to a public consultation about a new road scheme, a scheme to divert the A3 road … Continue reading
Beautiful.
I know, it’s been a while, I’ve been spending a couple of weeks figuring out if it really is possible to cough up a lung, after many sleepless nights and a marriage on the edge* I’ve discovered it’s not. I’m … Continue reading
In which I talk about… The Royal Wedding. Sorry.
I’m trying not to blog about this (fail) I’m trying not to show that I’m vaguely interested in this (fail) I’m trying to convince myself I can enjoy it in a post modern ironic way (think I’m failing on that … Continue reading
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The Long Walk Home 